"Morning my love, time to get up". Emma was awakened by Zac kissing her softly.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked up at him. "You are really annoyingly chippy this morning considering your condition last night".

"Well a shower helped, but the voice I can't fix unfortunately". He was almost whispering, his voice raw and hoarse.

"Ohh your poor thing, you might have to talk a lot less today". She looked at him, noticing that he was only wearing a towel around his waist. His hair still wet, making it curl.

She had a hard time taking her eyes of him. He looked so unbelievable sexy right now, and that hoarse voice, well it hit some strings in her. "Are we in a hurry ?"

"No not really, we got about an hour. I thought we could get breakfast and wake up before needing to go". He answered, looking on his phone, running a hand through his hair, ruffling it up.

That did it, she couldn't stop herself, but reached out and grabbed the edge of his towel. Unfortunately for her, Zac was a little more attentive than she expected and he grabbed her wrist before she could do anything.

"Hey there little lady, what do you think you are doing ?" He looked at her with a mixture of surprise and amusement.

She bit her lip and looked as innocent as possible. "Nothing, I just wanted to feel if your towels are softer than the ones in my motel".

"Oh so that's what you wanted, well then you better feel if it is". He threw his phone on the chair and grabbed her other wrist, overturning her on the bed, holding her arms over her head.

He was laying halfway on top of her, and rubbed against her thigh. "So what do you think ? Is the towel soft ?"

"Yep the towel is soft, but I think something inside it isn't". She said teasingly, looking up at him, seriously had he always been this insanely sexy ?

"Ain't we just sassy this morning". He whispered hoarsely, holding both her hands in one and tickling her with his free hand.

She squealed. She was very ticklish, and as he was holding her arms, laying half on top of her, pinning her down with his body, she couldn't move. "Stop Zac, please stop".

"Well, what do I get if I stop ?" He looked at her, his smile was teasing, but his eyes were suddenly dark and intense.

She looked up at him, her tongue running over her lip. "Anything you want, anything at all".

He caught his breath, emitting a small gasp, then his lips crushed down on hers, his kiss intense, one hand resting by her rips, the other one still holding her wrists.

  She was moaning deeply, his kiss were making her dizzy and it was both deeply frustrating and hot that he held her, she was aching to touch him.

His hand was on her chest, caressing it softly and she pressed herself against his hand.

Suddenly Zac let go of her, sitting up. "We better get going if we want breakfast before we leave".

"Zac fuck breakfast". She pulled of the T-shirt and threw it on the floor, his eyes ran over her now naked breasts and his pupils blew wide, then he was on her kissing her like there were no tomorrow.

He was kissing down her neck and along her collarbone, then he reached her chest and his lips closed around her nipple. It send jolts through her body, and her hands grabbed at his hair.

Emma never felt anything like this before, her body felt on fire and she was writhing. She knew that if he stopped now she would go insane, she did didn't want to wait any longer, she needed him.

His towel had slid of and her hands were sliding down over his back, reaching his ass. She let her nails run over the skin, and he moaned deeply, pressing his hips down on her.

His hand slowly slid up her leg, gently pulling of her panties. His fingers caressing her inner thigh, sending shocks of pleasure through her. When his fingers slid farther up, ghosting over her folds, she thought she might pass out.

Her hands were fisting the sheets and she was panting for air, his tongue and lips were playing with her nipple, his fingers parting her folds, gently exploring her.

She gasped when he slowly let a finger slide into her, pressing herself up towards him. He was kissing her softly, gently moving his finger, like he was looking for something, then he hit something inside her, making her gasp and arch her back of the maddress.

She felt like she was slowly losing her mind, and it didn't help when he whispered in his hoarse voice. "Are you sure Emma ? You can still say no if you are not ready".

She looked at him, then she let her hand slide down his stomach, grabbing his erection, she gasped, letting her hand run over his full length.

He was moaning softly and his eyes almost rolled back in his head, his voice a faint whisper. "I think I will take that as a yes".

Emma was excited and nervous at the same time. She didn't really have any reference or any practical experience to compare with, but it just seemed so big and she feared it would hurt a lot, but she hid it, she didn't want to make him nervous too.

He looked her gently into the eyes, holding his weight on his arm. He was holding his erection with the other, sliding it over her, making her roll her eyes back. It felt so good, and she knew he did it to coat it in her juices first.

He carefully pressed the tip slightly in, making sure they were aligned, his voice raw but gentle. "Emma baby, I will do my best to be careful, but this might hurt. I want you to grab my wrists and squeeze when you feel the pressure, as much as you need, you can't hurt me".

She nodded and grabbed his wrists, and he kissed her before pressing against her entrance, it was overwhelming and she gasped when a jolt of pain shot through her.

He stopped, looking at her worrying. "Tell me baby slowly, dragging it out or swiftly like a band aid ?"

"Swiftly, please". She gasped, feeling to many things at once, not wanting to drag out the pain.

He nodded and she dug her nails into his wrist, then he buried himself completely in her, she let out a small scream.

"Are you okay baby ?" His voice an emotional croak, as he brushed the hair from her face, and she nodded, sending him a small smile.

He gave her a minute to adjust, then he kissed her heated and started moving his hips slowly. Her hands ran up his back and into his hair, entangling themselves in it.

She almost couldn't contain it all, the feeling of him, his heated kisses and the weight of his body on hers. He started to move faster, making small whimpers erupt from her.

His breathing was getting shallow and she could feel him fighting, holding himself back, and she knew he was trying not to hurt her, which to her were wildly arousing.

Emma felt an intense feeling grow inside her, one of his hands found her breast, playing with her nipple, end suddenly she felt like she jumped head first into an ocean of intense pleasure, making blacks spots dance before her eyes.

She almost screamed his name, clinging to him, and he let go, cumming with deep thrusts, and hoarse moans that prolonged her orgasm, making it feel like forever.

Then he collapsed beside her, pulling her into his arms, whispering against her hair. "Good God, that was amazing baby".